Two Dyaloges (c. 1549) | Page 4

it when they synge it. Polphe. And yet for all your
||sayenge all suche deacons are no saynttes that beare the gospell so in
theyr myndes. Cannius. But lest ye play the subtyle and capcious
sophystryar with me I wyll tell you this one thynge before. No man can
beare the gospell in his mynde but he must nedes loue it from the
bothum of his harte, no man loueth it inwardly and from the bothû of
his harte but he must nedes declare and expresse the gospell in his
lyuinge, outwarde maners, & behauour. Poli. I can not skyll of youre
subtyle reasonynges, ye are to fyne for me. Can. Thê I wyll commune
with you after a grosser maner, and more playnly. yf thou dyddest
beare a tankard of good Reynyshe wyne vpon thy shulders onelye, what
other thynge were it to the then a burden. Poliphe. It were none other
thynge truly, it is no great pleasure so beare wyne. Cannius. What and
yf thou dranke asmoche as thou coudest well holde in thy mouthe, after

the manner of ||a gargarisme & spyt it out agayne. Po. That wolde do
me no good at all, but take me not with suche a faute I trow, for the
wyne is very bad and if I do so. Canni. But what and yf thou drynke thy
skynne full as thou art wont to do, whê thou comest where good wyne
is. Poliphe. Mary there is nothyng more godly or heuynly. Cannius. It
warmes you at the stomacke, it settes your body in a heate, it makes
you loke with a ruddy face, and setteth your hart vpon a mery pynne.
Poliphe. That is suerly so as ye saye in dede. Canni. The gospell is
suche a lyke thynge of all this worlde, for after that it hathe ones persed
& entered in the veynes of the mynd it altereth, transposeth, and cleane
changeth vpsodowne the whole state of mã, and chaungeth hym cleane
as it were into a nother man. Polip. Ah ha, nowe I wot wherabout ye be,
belyke ye thîke that I lyue not accordynge to the gospell or as a good
gospeller shulde do. ||Cannius. There is no man can dyssolue this
questiõ better then thy selfe. Poli. Call ye it dissoluynge? Naye and yf a
thynge come to dyssoluynge gyue me a good sharpe axe in my hande
and I trow I shall dyssolue it well inoughe. Canni. What woldest thou
do, I praye the, and yf a man shulde say to thy teth thou lyest falsely, or
elles call the by thy ryght name knaue in englysshe. Poli. What wolde I
do quod he, that is a question in dede, mary he shulde feele the wayghte
of a payre of churlyshe fystes I warrant the. Canni. And what and yf a
man gaue you a good cuffe vpon the eare that shulde waye a pounde?
Poliphe. It were a well geuen blowe that wolde aduauntage hym. xx. by
my trouthe and he escaped so he myght say he rose vpon his ryght syde,
but it were maruayle & I cut not of his head harde by his shulders.
Canni. Yea but good felowe thy gospell boke teacheth the to geue
gentle answers, and fayre wordes ||agayne for fowle, and to hym that
geueth the a blowe vpon the ryght cheke to holde forth the lyfte.
Poliphe. I do remembre I haue red suche a thinge in my boke, but ye
must pardone me for I had quyte forgotten it. Can. Well go to, what
saye ye to prayer I suppose ye praye very ofte. Poli. That is euyn as
very a touche of a pharesey as any can be. Cannius. I graunt it is no
lesse thê a poynte of a pharesey to praye longe and faynedly vnder a
colour or pretêce of holynes, that is to saye when a man prayeth not frõ
the bothum of his hart but with the lyppes only and from the tethe
outward, and that in opyn places where great resort of people is,
bycause they wold be sene. But thy gospel boke teacheth the to praye

contynually, but so that thy prayer come from the bothu of the hart.
Poli. Yea but yet for all my sayenge I praye sumtyme. Can. When I
beseche the when ye art a slepe? Poli. When it cometh in to my mynde,
ones ||or twyse may chaunce in a weke. Can. what prayer sayst thou?
Poliphe. The lordes prayer, the Pater noster. Canni. Howe many tymes
ouer? Poli. Onis, & I trowe it is often inoughe, for the gospell
forbyddeth often repetynge of one thynge. Canni. Can ye saye your
pater noster through to an ende & haue youre mynde runnynge vpon
nothynge